This surpassed the fear of death. Death would be a mercy if it would make the feeling stop, the uncontrollable panic mingling with the mind-scrambling certainty of something sinister approaching, something with no need to hurry, something that would not be so kind as to let him die. The fear was palpable, suffocating, irresistible.

Sometimes the best offense was avoiding self-destruction.

break the rules pay the price

She (Rachel) pulled away and looked into his eyes. "Don't give up." "There goes my plan." "I'm serious. Even if things look bad, find a way to win. Find it." "You too," Jason urged. "Within reason. Don't try some huge Edomic command and blow yourself to pieces." "There goes my plan." "You stole my line.

Seth hustled over. “What’s the password?” “Passwords are for sissies,” Warren’s muffled voice responded. “Works for me,” Seth said, unlocking the door and opening it.

Do not threaten the supreme gigantic overlords. We do as we please.

Sometimes the most preposterous lies are the most believable.